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Bucket of Witches

In 2002, Mikael Lewis
and I began performing as solo acts at Authors’ Café, a little
restaurant in Scottsdale, Arizona, owned by renowned chef and
author, Nikos Ligidakis. Nick, as folks call him, also owns and
operates Inkwell Productions, a publishing company that aids new
writers in conceiving and creating books. Authors’ Cafe has always
had a homey vibe and good feel, conducive to much discussion and,
sometimes, arguments over politics and world events. It is a one
of a kind place, an old world oasis in a homogenized urban
landscape.
As we played a lot of the
same venues, Mikael & I would occasionally go to each other’s shows.
We both liked what the other was doing and became good friends. We
thought it would be fun to do some shows together, splitting the bill.
One night, after one of Mikael’s gigs, he told me that if he ever put
a band together, he would call it Bucket of Witches. The name stuck
with me. Nick had already asked me to write songs for a CD to
accompany his book, Songs of Freedo m.
Not knowing Nick very
well yet, I asked him
week after week, "Were you really serious about me writing an
album for your book?" "Of course," he said. "I wouldn’t have asked
if I wasn’t serious." I wondered how I could ever create such a
work with my limited resources, but accepted the challenge and
opportunity. Nick always struck me as being unconcerned about any
kind of obstacle. "You just have to believe," he would say. At the
same time I was coming up with songs for this book idea, I started
writing songs with Mikael. I thought up the concept of a dark folk
band with gothic themes to go along with his name, Bucket of
Witches.
Mikael told me of a new
percussion instrument he ordered called a cajon which he thought would
go great with our act. As time went on, he would tell curious audience
members it was a "drum set in a box." Mikael would sit on what looked
to be a lobster trap, banging bass and snare sounds out of it while
whacking a splash cymbal with his hand and playing a tambourine with
his foot, all to great effect. He had to saw regular cymbal stands
down to create his "kit." I knew we were on to something
unique when he was unable
to buy his supplies in a music shop. I played guitar, mandolin, and
sang, while Mikael also played guitar and sang while sitting atop the
cajon. Our show became a growing set of originals as well as songs
from our self-released solo CDs. It was acoustic, but it was loud,
wild, and over-the-top, combining all of the musical styles we loved:
rock, country, blues, folk and jazz with a do-it-yourself punk-like
attitude. It became part of our act to spring covers on each other
that the other person had never
performed before. I would pull out songs by Hank Williams, Elvis, the
Beatles, Jethro Tull, anything. One time it was a crazy arrangement of
Dancing Days by Led Zeppelin. Mikael looked puzzled for a moment as I
played the opening riff, thinking of what he would do and then
proceeded to play a great percussion part with backing vocals. Mikael
did the same to me with everything from Gershwin to Counting Crows to
Simon and Garfunkel as well as obscure tunes by X and the Subhumans.
The songs usually came out fine, but if they train wrecked, it was all
in the name of playing on the edge and having fun. Mikael and I also
came up with an entire vocabulary of inside jokes. We would be falling
off our seats laughing and the audience sometimes wouldn’t know why.
We hastily put together a
recording session at a friend’s studio and came out with a three song
CD that we re-produced on a computer CD burner. Very cheap, but it
gave us a product to sell at shows. Songs of Freedom began to take
shape as well. We were performing the songs I had written so far in
our shows. One song I had written early on in the process, Statues
Made of Glass, always got people in a frenzy. Mikael’s percussion and
vocal harmonies combined with the fast, descending guitar rhythm and
desperate vocals about the slow encroachment of tyranny. Mikael added
some original tunes to the album as well, including A Brave Walk,
Nothing Left to Conquer, The Voice of Freedom, and Who We Are. I was
amazed at the quality of what he came up with so quickly. I had a ball
adding my parts to his songs, as he did to mine. Mikael and I have
very different styles of playing that blend together in a special way.
He has a lush finger style of guitar playing, while I’m a country,
jazz, rock flat picker. One slow night at Authors’ Cafe, we just
started jamming. Mikael came up with the signature riff in Who We Are,
which Nick loved. He thought it sounded like Greek music and needed a
bouzouki. Several months later, when we recorded the song, we did use
a bouzouki on the track. A friend, Walt Kuhlman, the owner of Gypsy’s
Guitar Shop in Scottsdale, graciously loaned us a bouzouki, an African
djembe, and the curious mando/banjo heard on A Brave Walk. The Voice
of Freedom is one of my favorites; a beautiful piece with Mikael’s
vocal seemingly floating on top of a finger picked guitar. Anne Walls
added some great harmony vocals and I did the slide guitar.
In 2003, we booked some
dates in Ireland and London. Mikael had previously spent a decade
living and performing in Ireland and knew the UK well. We played one
of our songs, The Magnificent Three on BBC Radio, while proselytizing
about this project, "the soundtrack for a book", in an interview with
the host. It was premature, as the album would not be out for well
over a year, but we were on a mission. In the coming year, we built
our own studio, performed at the Tucson Folk Festival, and made many
trips to Flagstaff, Sedona, and Tucson.
After almost two years of
dreaming and wondering how this project could ever become a reality,
here is the CD soundtrack to a book. There are probably a million
things we will both want to change about this CD in the coming years,
but it has all the energy, innocence, and commitment we felt for the
project in it. Mikael and I have had the pleasure of reading the
manuscript
to Nick’s fantastic book
as it has unfolded and are very proud to have created what we have,
and become part of it. Hope you
enjoy it. .
–John Feula
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